i dreamt i had large black wings

like a crow’s,

but i was not flying;

i was sleeping with feathers of rainbow jet folded over me

like a soft safe cloak.

the sun rose, and i went outside…

three large loud crows cawed me fully awake

as they took off into the sky blue.

their message clear –

There is safety in soaring.

Rise Up.

We are cherished and sheltered on a wing and a prayer…